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Just like her.
“So good.” I pat my stomach. “You will have to roll me to bed.”
“You decided you’re staying, then?”
“I figured I would drive back to my hotel tomorrow morning, shower and change there, and I will meet you at the gym.”
“Are you sure you don’t have anything else to do? Do you seriously want to help out? I’m not pushing you away or anything.” She stops me from saying anything with the flash of her palms in a stop gesture. “But you only have a few weeks left here. Are you sure you want to spend it in a gym with me bossing you around?”
“Yes, I want to. I have nothing else to do. I’m just marching time at the moment and it means I get to see you. If you have nothing for me to do, though, I can always be your personal assistant. I don’t mind fetching coffee. I’ve made beds, helped in the spa, assembled gym equipment, and worked in every part of the hotel and spa, oh and the restaurant.”
“What was your least favorite job?”
“Oh, that’s easy. Reception. I can only speak two languages and one of those is English, but we have guests from all over the world. Speaking at least two or three additional different languages is a requirement for the job, so all of our concierges and receptionists speak at least ten different languages between them. I should make learning a new language my new goal.” I will look that up as soon as I get back to Scotland. Oh, and I can offer that to our staff too. Good plan.
I dip my finger into Violet’s chili sauce and have a taste. It catches in my throat, making me cough. Holy shit, that is hot. I take a sip of my ice-cold water, then ask her the same question. “What about you? If you would work in any department or function of your dad’s business, what would you do?” My mouth is on fire. She sure likes it spicy.
“That’s easy for me to answer, too. My father invested in a cosmetic company years ago, but he’s never grown the business. It has so much potential.” Her whole face lights up. “It’s actually manufactured, distributed, and sold in the UK. You may have heard of it, Nkd by Nature?” I shake my head no. “Never mind.” She moves on. “But the packaging is on point, as are the formulas. It’s vegan friendly, not tested on animals. It ticks all the boxes.” She becomes more animated as she continues. “I would love to get my hands on it. It needs a rebrand to appeal to a younger target market. He’s often talked about launching it globally, but he never did. Cosmetics is a tough market, highly competitive, but there are so many makeup influencers online across the whole of the world it would sell like hotcakes. I just know it would, but also his sales and marketing team based in the UK use more traditional forms of marketing. I’d like to put a rocket up their backsides. He’s missing a tremendous opportunity, but that’s just my opinion.”
“Sounds like fun.”
“It would be. But I can only dream. Also, a project like that means more work, which means less time off, and I already work lots of overtime. You’ll see what I mean over the next few weeks. I will apologize right now for the amount of time I work. But I promise I will also make time for you, too.” She sighs. “I think you’re right about me needing a vacation.”
She pops her last extra spicy prawn into her mouth. “So, the first day tomorrow as a volunteer?” she mumbles around her food.
“I was never working for the money, Violet.”
“Treading water, I know, you said.” She smiles cheekily. “Weirdo.”
“I can’t wait to work with you. Do you wear skirts and dresses to work, even when you’re on-site?” I slide my white dinner plate onto the white coffee table.
“Every day, as I bounce between the office, meetings, and numerous premises.”
“Got any more of those zipper dresses, like last night?”
A confetti of laughter leaves her chest. “That won’t happen at work. You are so naughty, Lincoln Black.”
I test her after the mention of my surname. “Do you know if we did get married you would become Violet Black?”
She looks at me innocently. “Oh yeah, I never thought about that.” Her cheeks grow pink. “What a stupid name. I would sound like a paint swatch chart. Just as well, that’s never going to happen.” Her voice sounds strained. “Let’s clean up.”
That tells me everything I need to know. She likes me. More than she wants to openly admit.
I pull the plate she is holding out of her hands and lay it on the table beside mine.
“What are you doing?”
“I want to kiss you.”
She pulls herself onto her knees and instructs me to lie back on the sofa. “Nope. Me first. To help you with your concentration.”
She’s always eager to please and moves faster than a panther.
Christ, this woman is going to destroy my dick.
Going from no sex for months to this, I’m struggling to keep up with her, but she’s always horny as shit. Although I’m not going to fill out a customer complaint slip anytime soon.
She doesn’t waste any time. Pulling my dick free from my easy access elastic sweatpants, she licks me from shaft to tip. I hiss at her getting straight to it tactic as blood pumps into my cock, making me hard in an instant.
